A group funded by the Royal College of art has created an ice cream dispenser named Dr. Whippy. The good doctor will dispense a prescription for ice cream if you sound sufficiently miserable. It is based on a voice-stress analysis of various answers to questions it asks. Check it out, the more miserable you are the more ice cream it dispenses:
I would have given everyone the same amount of ice cream but inserted different amounts of Prozac. But hey - thats just me!
-via boingboing-
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What do you think of ice cream? How do you feel when you miss having your very own ice cream sundae? Well, I missed having a sundae today so I am feeling sad!
Dr. Free-Ride: Do you remember what [Dr. Free-Ride's better half] said we were going to do at some point this summer? Using the machine in our garage that Uncle Fishy and RMD left for us?
Younger offspring: That ice cream machine?
It was hot out last weekend. Some of you might scoff at what I consider "hot", but the glorious thing about Seattle is that the entire city seems willing to join me in whining and wilting whenever the temperature breaks 80 (that's 25 of your Earth units).
It's been two of those weeks in a row, and what works best to fix that? Iscream, that's what!
Ice cream always makes me feel better. But if I'm having a good day, so Dr. Whippy only gives me a small ice cream, which makes me feel sad, will Dr. Whippy give me more?